Dream Diary.

I woke up about 50 minutes ago, and I had the weirdest dream.

It was like, the beginning of a horror movie. Mom, me, and my other two sisters were in it. We were going by walk to a bazaar to sell my mom's jewelry to pay for going to America. Surprisingly, she was happy about it. On the way, we came to H1's (my youngest sister) school, and the guard outside said to come in,Mrs. Bushra (her principal) was expecting us. We didn't wanna get late, so we said no. But they insisted, so then we said okay. The school had completely changed. The floor had nice, shiny granite tiles, and the bathrooms were made of pink marble, even the toilets. When we first saw the principal, she had her head down on the desk, which I found odd. But when we came, she woke up and talked to us about Haley's progress in school and stuff. She was saying stupid things like ''she couldn't even make a gulab jamun'', and ''she can count all the way to thirty now.'' :s Like, things that were way above and beyond or below her class standard. So anyway, after a while, Mom then said we had to go sell the gold. The principal looked at Mom and said ''It's dark now, the bazaar will be closed'', and she was smiling. Then my mom started yelling really loudly, and I could hear in her voice that she was about to cry. She was saying ''You knew I had to go to the jewellers before nightfall, you deliberately kept me here to waste my time,'' and the principal said ''Lower your voice'', and from somewhere, I even heard my dad saying it.  So we huffed out, and it was turning dark rapidly. We decided to go and check the bazaar anyway, just in case any jeweller shop was open. The road was a gorgeous, slightly winding wide road with spreading trees on either side. And on top of a small hill, I saw my dad, sitting cross legged, getting a chop massage from some man. I lagged behind Mom, and looked up to my Dad, and told him that all of us were going to the bazaar. He nodded. So I started walking to the bazaar. I was alone at this point, because everyone went ahead of me. 

Then out of nowhere, I heard my mom scream, questioningly. ''This isn't the bazaar. This is a strange kind of jewellers. We shouldn't have come. We made a mistake.'' And my sisters were screaming in the background. From the moment my mom had begun talking, I begun to run. Really fast. It was pitch black now, and suddenly a swithcblade appeared in my hand. And then I turned the corner that led to the bazaar, where I heard their voices were coming from, and the entire half circle entryway was ablaze. And I was staring at it. And then, in font, it said in the centre of the blaze, ''The Evil C''. Like this was a horror movie. 

I woke up then. At 2:38pm. This dream (er..nightmare) was so perfectly coordinated, it's not even a joke. What does this mean?!

It was weird waking up from a pitch black nightmare, to stare into sunlight through your window. Very, very comforting though.

I'm gonna go have these things called ''ladoo pithian'' (that's a random hazard guess at spelling) and maybe omelet, and then start study. Cuz I have to. For some reason, I'm excited about study today. In my heart. It's weird. Ab koi nazar naa lagaa dein, khuda k waste.

P.S I ended up watching both Masterchef and Criminal Minds again yesterday. It's impossible to study when I know the shows are on. I'll struggle again today.

P.P.S  I have too much of an overanalytical mind and I wish it wasn't so. Cuz I think I'm not on top anymore. So I don't feel amazing.